*peachy lace in january*

Bonjour! and hello to the new week.

A gown of white is dressed among the once dirty hills. I spend my days wishing for summer, and early morning rises.  I set my alarm early, but without the sparrows chirping, and the 5am sunrise, my body sees pointlessness in waking.  I surely miss the dirt that lives beneath the sun. I miss the bugs that climb on blossoms. I miss bending the grass in the backyard while watching clouds travel. I miss summer dresses.

I am tired of the carefulness in winter.  To dress, one must layer for warmth.  To drive, one must wear a helmet. I cannot even fathom exploring in this weather.
To escape the clouds cover, and the chill of falling snow, I sit by my fireplace.

The flames are eating firewood, and Im eating a pickle.

Although the winter can make me bitter, and lonely, and frostbitten. Its still beautiful to look at. The crystals shining, the spilling clouds, the snowflakes on branches.
Every season holds its own magical song.

Now for the outfit. These are my (delightful) pink shorts. They are lace and meant for summer days.  Life is precious, and not long enough to wait for Summer skin.  I found them on the lingerie racks of Forever 21. The delicate lace & the femininity of  peachy colors make for (one of) my favorite outfits..ever.

The legwarmers are a Christmas gift from my sweetloving friend, Alexis. I know beautiful people.

As I float through these days of wonderment, and winter blues. I eat cookies and creme kisses, swallow ginger ale fizz, and spend hours writing&reading poetry about the fluffy white snow.

I KNOW a place where summer strives

With such a practiced frost,

She each year leads her daisies back,

Recording briefly, “Lost.”

 A week ago, I was warmed by a letter. To my delights, I received a note from China. My dearest friend Nicholas wrote to me. He sent kind words alongside Chinese characters, and McDonalds coupons.  (Nicholas.. The only good thing about not seeing you is that I can write you letters.)

Letters are beautiful. Simple works of art. Sometimes, I wish I had arrived before technology.  I could write letters all day, and anticipate the postman. However, in wishing for this, I wouldnt have a blog, and I certainly wouldnt be writing to you. . . . I love technology!*

Flyingakite has reached 1000 followers!*

I am so tickled.

My deepest love, and gratitude ..

(cookies and creame) kisses !!

xxoo

what i wore

beige blouse- goodwill thrift $3

faux fur vest- bluenotes $15

pink lingerie shorts- forever 21 $18

legwarmers- christmas gift

brown open-toed heels- casablanca $40

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